Chapter 1: Group Chat of the Damned
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Monday, 7:30 AM
Group Name: “Let’s Graduate Without Jail Time”
Luna: GUYS. WAKE UP.
Luna: WE’RE FAMOUS.
Kiel: If this is about your cat’s i********: again, I swear—
Luna: NO. CHECK THE GOSSIP PAGE.
Andre: …why am I tagged in this.
Tina: 🧍♀️
Kiel rolled over in bed, blinking at the screen. He didn’t drink, didn’t smoke, didn’t flirt with danger. He liked spreadsheets. Yet somehow, he had been dragged into a scandal... for being scandal-less?
He clicked the post. Read it. Laughed.
“This campus is insane.”
By lunch, it was everywhere.
The group sat in the cafeteria, trying to ignore the sideways glances and whispering. Andre wore sunglasses indoors. Luna had brought cookies “for morale.” Tina looked like she was planning a murder.
“I say we sue,” Tina muttered.
“For being virgins?” Kiel said, sipping his black coffee. “What’s the legal term? Emotional damage due to extreme purity bias?”
Luna giggled. “I think it’s kinda cool.”
Andre raised an eyebrow. “Being called a ‘Virtue Virgin’ is cool?”
“Well, we’re mysterious now. That’s like, way better than being normal.”
Just then, a freshman passed their table and whispered, “I bet they’re in a cult.”
“Okay,” Kiel said, “new plan: lay low, stay clean, and do nothing remotely interesting until this blows over.”
They nodded.
Then someone shouted across the hall.
“YO ANDRE, IS IT TRUE YOU DATED THE DEAN’S DAUGHTER AND BECAME A PRIEST AFTER?!”
Andre choked on his soda.
Kiel facepalmed.
So much for laying low.
End of Chapter 1
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